Title:  I Finally Remembered You. Part 10 – Questions Answered even more, yet again. Author: Xanfan Rating: R/NC-17 for THIS Chapter Pairing: Xander/Angel Summary: AU futurefic. Slash.  Xander, not Buffy, had gone to see Angel in “I Will Remember You”   Years later, he finally keeps his promise. Spoilers: All of BtVS & Ats Warnings: M/M, mild language, more in future chapters Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author.  The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise.  No copyright infringement is intended. A/N:  The next several chapters are going to be one long flashback.  I pretty much took the transcript for the entire episode, “I Will Remember You” and changed the dialog to fit Xander. I got the transcript of this episode from Buffyworld. com Words in Italics indicate thoughts. _____________________________ FLASHBACK continues, still, again. ~~~~~~ Warm hands ghosted reverently over Xander’s body, stopping to caress here and there and Oh God Yes there, awakening him from his brief slumber. A hot tongue lapped at the pulse point at his neck.  His back arched, when blunt teeth scraped across his throat. “Do that again!” “You liked that, did you?” “Hell yes, I liked that. Now, do it again!” “My pleasure.” “I’m pretty sure it’ll be mine, now shut up and DO IT AGAIN!” A dark chuckle filled the air, just before those wonderful teeth scraped across his neck, again. The chuckle was soon replaced by a growl. Not a growl of pleasure, but an angry growl from a very unhappy beast, Xander’s stomach.  Angel hopped out of bed and went to the kitchen, to gather food for them both. Xander yelled, "Peanut butter, preferably crunchy!" Angel popped his head up above the door of the fridge, "I got it." His arms piled with food, he made his way back to the bedroom, nude. His burdens not quite preserving his dignity.  Not that Xander minded the view. He dumped the food on the bed and slipped under the sheet. Xander, wearing equally nothing, smiled at him, “The perfect yum,” He said, when Angel fed him a spoon of ice cream.   “Mmm, this is a dream.  You're human for like a minute and already there is Cookie-dough-fudge-mint-chip in the fridge." "God, I love food." Xander fed him some ice cream on a chocolate waffle, "Food is of the good." They kissed. "Why didn't you ever tell me about chocolate and peanut butter?" Angel asked, against Xander’s lips? "Well, I figured if your vamp taste buds couldn't really savor it, then it would only hurt you, you know?  By the way, I'm over the whole needing to be mature thing.  That time you just spent in the kitchen?  That was enough time apart." "Too much." They kissed; Angel shivered when some ice cream dripped from his spoon onto his chest. "Okay, mortal coordination leaving something to be desired." "Wrong.  It's just right." Angel laughed as Xander licked up the ice cream, then pulled him down into a kiss. “Ice cream and you, tastes even better,” Angel teased. Xander kissed him again. Angel reclined back on the bed and pulled His Boy fully on top of him. He ran his hands down His Boy’s back and cupped his ass gently. “Are you sore?” Angels asked. “A little sore, but not too sore.” “Too sore?” Angel murmured the question, against Xander’s throat. “Yeah, not too sore to go again.” Xander replied impishly. “Again? Already?” Angel asked in wonder. “Hello, teenage boy here, the question is not again, but, always.” Xander pulled back to smirk at him. “I think “again” could be arranged.” Angel was already hard. “However we “arrange” it, could I be on top?” Xander asked, half teasing/half hesitant. “You can be wherever you want to be as long as it involves me in you.” Angel growled back. “Oh yeah, THAT is definitely part of the arrangement.” Xander gasped, as Angel rolled his hips against his own. Angel moved them, so he was sitting back against the headboard of the bed, with Xander straddling his lap. He began caressing the boy’s chest, tweaking a nipple every so often. He felt around on the bed for the discarded tube of lube. Angel began playing with and preparing His Boy’s hole with one hand, while he continued to caress him with the other. He then leaned down and gently bit one nipple, at the same time he crooked his fingers to brush against the little bundle of nerves, within the boy’s ass. Xander screeched at the dual sensations. Angel grinned around his nipple, pleased that he had wrung that sound from His Boy. Xander whimpered with loss when Angel removed his fingers from his channel. Angel quickly coated his own throbbing erection with lube and moved it to the boys twitching pucker.   He put his hands on Xander’s hips and raised the boy up a bit. “Guide me into you.” He ordered His Boy, on a harsh whisper. Xander reached back with one hand, grasped Angel’s leaking cock and guided it to his aching hole, easing down a bit onto the thick head. They both gasped at the sensation, when Angel’s member breached the tight muscular ring. Angel firmly eased Xander down the considerable length of his cock, until Xander’s ass cheeks met Angel’s groin. He held him there and struggled with the urge to thrust, as he allowed Xander to adjust/to accommodate, his entire length. Angel lifted His Boy by the hips, and then pulled him back down, adjusting a bit, to hit the boy’s prostrate. Angel repeated this several times, showing His Boy the rhythm to use. Xander groaned in disappointment, when Angel’s hands moved off his hips.  He opened his eyes and met Angel’s whisky brown stare. “Ride me!” Angel gritted out, through his clenched teeth. Xander lifted up on is own and sank slowly back down, moaning at the feel of Angel’s shaft filling him up so completely. He quickly established a frenzied pace. Angel wrapped a hand around Xander’s neglected cock, forcing Xander to thrust into the grasp with every move. He used his other hand to pull His Boy in, for a deep, penetrating kiss, thrusting his tongue into the boy’s mouth, in cadence with his hips, as he began thrusting up to meet the boy’s downward strokes. Xander suddenly pulled away from the kiss, his head arched back at the overwhelming intensity of his oncoming orgasm. A few more hard thrusts back on the cock that was impaling him and Xander was releasing jets of milky fluid over both their chests. The sudden clenching of Xander’s tight ass around him, caused Angel to follow the boy into orgasm, flooding His Boy’s channel with his own milky cum. Xander collapsed on Angel’s chest. Angel wrapped his arms loosely about his boy. ************ Doyle and Cordy were drinking at a bar. "Well, this is working out nicely!  I'm out of a job." "Hey!  It's not just you, you know?" "Oh, please.  Who are *you* kidding?  You're glad it happened." "Hey, I'm glad for Angel, but if that means I'm off the hook with the Powers-That-Be as well, all the better.  I'm finally free to go out in the world and make me own mark in the world." "We had a cat that used to do that.” Cordy put her head down on the bar, “Oh god, what am I going to do?  I'm good for exactly two things:  International Superstardom, or helping a vampire with a soul to rid the world of evil.  That makes for a short but colorful resume." "Well, what ever happens form here on out, at least I will be able to say good-bye to them bone-crushing, head- wrenching, mind-numbing visions." Doyle’s head hit the bar and he saw blurred pictures of the Mohra demon attacking Angel. "What do you see?" Cordy asks, with genuine concern. "We got trouble." Part  11 Back to Fiction Index Reviews? Email Me